Monday, August 25, 2008
Why is it so dead in here.
Sorry folks. Ive gotten real lazy at the whole updating thing. I am here at Colby. Everybody is safe and sound. I will update with the last leg of the trip plus my mom's take on the whole thing really soon. Sorry about lapse.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Day 8 8/17
So after last nights stressful adventure my mom made sure to get on the phone and reserve a room ahead of time. So we were off to Biddeford.
Well I should sure hope so.
This stretch of the route would take us up route one, the highway that runs along the Maine coast.
*cough Cheater *cough cough
Mooooose! Just in case you were unsure of what they looked like.
A whole colony of cheaters..... I mean motorcyclists.
We got to Biddeford fine. It was kinda a nothing town... no offense. More to come soon!
33 Miles along route 1 north
Well I should sure hope so.
This stretch of the route would take us up route one, the highway that runs along the Maine coast.
*cough Cheater *cough cough
Mooooose! Just in case you were unsure of what they looked like.
A whole colony of cheaters..... I mean motorcyclists.
We got to Biddeford fine. It was kinda a nothing town... no offense. More to come soon!
33 Miles along route 1 north
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Day 7 8/16 MAAAAINNNE!!!
It was real hard to wake up this morning. REAL HARD. But today, as compared to yesterday was going to be easy.
As we left our hotel, still in a daze this older guy rolls up to me on a Segway. We exchanged good mornings. It was until he started to zip away that I was like wait I should get a picture. This was the best I got. Oh and no mater how cool you are you can't look cool on a Segway. Sorry.
Sending some post cards. Look out world they may be coming to YOU *points finger at world*
Some more scenery for you.
MINI GOLF! Ive never gone but I am sure I would kill.
Damn the only things you can get in a pawn shop in New York is gaudy jewelry and stolen stereo equipment not a boat... damn.
I think it was Jodie who was telling me about the Kancamangus Highway and how I should check it out. I had no idea what he was talking about but we were at a rest stop and I found this map. IT EXISTS. Well I don't think Ill be checking it out this ride but some time in the future for sure.
Picnic time!
There is more and more water the further we go. Getting closer to the coast.
You mean i can have pancakes for dinner?!?!
Mile 80 yeah no big deal.
Ive been seeing the strangers specialty stores. I saw this one before specifically for medieval weaponry and this one only for Puzzles. I don't get the weaponry but I love puzzles.
Uh oh! Doesn't look good.
95 no not tired not tired at all.
It started drizzling so on goes the neon yellow rain coat.
Not a break in the clouds in sight.
More rivers. If you look at a map Portsmouth (our destination for today) its all rivers and lakes leading into the city wich itself is right on a bunch of bays and ports.
Here is an over the shoulder shot.
Woops wrong way.
We stopped to figure out how to get to Portsmouth. At the point we were at the highway we were on turns into a freeway. We saw this bridge that had a bike path sign but also a concrete barrier that said "road closed" Plus it looked kinda sketchy.
That's when this guy comes shooting over that very same bridge on his motorcycle. After a couple of questions he told us how to get into Portsmouth right over the bridge. Excellent.
Here are a couple of shots over the bridge kinda stunning the scenery actually.
So we got to Portsmouth and several sets of bad directions towards the motels in the area we found ourselves in front of a BJ's, kinda like a Cosco, calling different motels. There were absolutely NO rooms anywhere. My mom called every hotel/motel in Portsmouth and everything was booked. Here she is on the verge of breaking down in front of the BJs.
We decided to go someplace where I could get internet and do a more thorough search of the area. I remembered seeing a starbucks along the main street but of course I couldn't find it and we settled for a Shaws, which is just the big supermarket chain in the area. Well a couple more calls to no avail and no outlet for my laptop. I go into the store looking for a payphone with a phone book to look in but insted I find a map of the city with restarunts and hotels in the area. An already long story short a motel in Kittery has ONE room availible that they were holding for people that didn't show up and off we were to Kittery in the dark.
Here is the view of the bridge from Portsmouth into Kittery.
While crossing the bridge we see two young guys with bright white shirts, ties, black pants and black jackets. Yeah thats right mormans. As we near they see and and freindly say "good evening, have you ever spoken to Morman missionaries before?" AAAAHAAAAAA you can't escape!! Not even on a bridge at 9 oclock, in . A couple of quick excuses and some fast walking and we were through.
As we were crossing I happened to look up and see a sign that said Kittery Maine. Wait a minute we are in MAINE!!!! MAAAAAAINNEE!!! I guess I didn't realize that Kittery was actually in Maine.
But that wasn't the end of the encounters on the bridge. Coming down the other side into Kittery we were aproached by this older lady in a lavender hooded sweatshirt and lavender crocs. She was very nice and asked us where we were from and where we were going saying "wow that's great, that's really great" When told what motel we were headed towards she replied something like "oh well that was the first Motel I ever went to. Hopefully you will have a better time than I did"... I wonder what she could have meant.
A few more turns and down some dark roads and we were there. A disaster averted!
46 Miles Route 4 to 1 North
As we left our hotel, still in a daze this older guy rolls up to me on a Segway. We exchanged good mornings. It was until he started to zip away that I was like wait I should get a picture. This was the best I got. Oh and no mater how cool you are you can't look cool on a Segway. Sorry.
Sending some post cards. Look out world they may be coming to YOU *points finger at world*
Some more scenery for you.
MINI GOLF! Ive never gone but I am sure I would kill.
Damn the only things you can get in a pawn shop in New York is gaudy jewelry and stolen stereo equipment not a boat... damn.
I think it was Jodie who was telling me about the Kancamangus Highway and how I should check it out. I had no idea what he was talking about but we were at a rest stop and I found this map. IT EXISTS. Well I don't think Ill be checking it out this ride but some time in the future for sure.
Picnic time!
There is more and more water the further we go. Getting closer to the coast.
You mean i can have pancakes for dinner?!?!
Mile 80 yeah no big deal.
Ive been seeing the strangers specialty stores. I saw this one before specifically for medieval weaponry and this one only for Puzzles. I don't get the weaponry but I love puzzles.
Uh oh! Doesn't look good.
95 no not tired not tired at all.
It started drizzling so on goes the neon yellow rain coat.
Not a break in the clouds in sight.
More rivers. If you look at a map Portsmouth (our destination for today) its all rivers and lakes leading into the city wich itself is right on a bunch of bays and ports.
Here is an over the shoulder shot.
Woops wrong way.
We stopped to figure out how to get to Portsmouth. At the point we were at the highway we were on turns into a freeway. We saw this bridge that had a bike path sign but also a concrete barrier that said "road closed" Plus it looked kinda sketchy.
That's when this guy comes shooting over that very same bridge on his motorcycle. After a couple of questions he told us how to get into Portsmouth right over the bridge. Excellent.
Here are a couple of shots over the bridge kinda stunning the scenery actually.
So we got to Portsmouth and several sets of bad directions towards the motels in the area we found ourselves in front of a BJ's, kinda like a Cosco, calling different motels. There were absolutely NO rooms anywhere. My mom called every hotel/motel in Portsmouth and everything was booked. Here she is on the verge of breaking down in front of the BJs.
We decided to go someplace where I could get internet and do a more thorough search of the area. I remembered seeing a starbucks along the main street but of course I couldn't find it and we settled for a Shaws, which is just the big supermarket chain in the area. Well a couple more calls to no avail and no outlet for my laptop. I go into the store looking for a payphone with a phone book to look in but insted I find a map of the city with restarunts and hotels in the area. An already long story short a motel in Kittery has ONE room availible that they were holding for people that didn't show up and off we were to Kittery in the dark.
Here is the view of the bridge from Portsmouth into Kittery.
While crossing the bridge we see two young guys with bright white shirts, ties, black pants and black jackets. Yeah thats right mormans. As we near they see and and freindly say "good evening, have you ever spoken to Morman missionaries before?" AAAAHAAAAAA you can't escape!! Not even on a bridge at 9 oclock, in . A couple of quick excuses and some fast walking and we were through.
As we were crossing I happened to look up and see a sign that said Kittery Maine. Wait a minute we are in MAINE!!!! MAAAAAAINNEE!!! I guess I didn't realize that Kittery was actually in Maine.
But that wasn't the end of the encounters on the bridge. Coming down the other side into Kittery we were aproached by this older lady in a lavender hooded sweatshirt and lavender crocs. She was very nice and asked us where we were from and where we were going saying "wow that's great, that's really great" When told what motel we were headed towards she replied something like "oh well that was the first Motel I ever went to. Hopefully you will have a better time than I did"... I wonder what she could have meant.
A few more turns and down some dark roads and we were there. A disaster averted!
46 Miles Route 4 to 1 North
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Day 6 8/15
Finally finally I am completely up to date. Ive been a day behind since I started this blog.
I was getting worried about our schedule. I was worried that we weren't covering enough distance so today I set our goals high. Today we were getting to Concord, which was around 70 miles away.
Here we are crossing the Connecticut river. Good bye Vermont.
Hello New Hampshire! "Live Free Or Die!"
Fortunately we were going down this hill. Still scary.
For a good part of the road we had this really nice stream/river, i dunno, following along the side.
HORSIES!!
It was about this point when the sky started to get darker. It was sprinkling and looking like it was about to rain for a good 45 minutes. Good thing it never did.
It kinda looked like the clouds were right over the trees here.
WHAAATTT!!! Oh man if I saw a moose I can just imagine how excited/terrified I would be.
We passed this river along the way but it didn't really look like a river becasue the water was soooooo still. I mean look at the trees reflecting of the water. I love that kinda stuff.
Strong like ox!
Lies!!! we are in New Hampshire duhhhh.
After a long hard day of riding. We finally get to Concord. it was about 6:30 when we rolled into town. This really nice guy on a beautiful titanium Seven bike asked me where we were coming from and where we were going and wished us a good ride. Good vibes as we roll into the city.
Yeah thats right its 7 oclock and shes wearing sunglasses. So BAMF!
Not to much for today guys lots of riding not to much else. 70 Miles wahoo. Next stop Maine!!
70 Miles on 9/202 East
I was getting worried about our schedule. I was worried that we weren't covering enough distance so today I set our goals high. Today we were getting to Concord, which was around 70 miles away.
Here we are crossing the Connecticut river. Good bye Vermont.
Hello New Hampshire! "Live Free Or Die!"
Fortunately we were going down this hill. Still scary.
For a good part of the road we had this really nice stream/river, i dunno, following along the side.
HORSIES!!
It was about this point when the sky started to get darker. It was sprinkling and looking like it was about to rain for a good 45 minutes. Good thing it never did.
It kinda looked like the clouds were right over the trees here.
WHAAATTT!!! Oh man if I saw a moose I can just imagine how excited/terrified I would be.
We passed this river along the way but it didn't really look like a river becasue the water was soooooo still. I mean look at the trees reflecting of the water. I love that kinda stuff.
Strong like ox!
Lies!!! we are in New Hampshire duhhhh.
After a long hard day of riding. We finally get to Concord. it was about 6:30 when we rolled into town. This really nice guy on a beautiful titanium Seven bike asked me where we were coming from and where we were going and wished us a good ride. Good vibes as we roll into the city.
Yeah thats right its 7 oclock and shes wearing sunglasses. So BAMF!
Not to much for today guys lots of riding not to much else. 70 Miles wahoo. Next stop Maine!!
70 Miles on 9/202 East
Day 5 8/14
After breakfast at the same coffee shop we stopped at the day before we left Bennington, statues and all, behind. my original plan at this stage would be to head north to visit a friend in Middlebury Vermont but we weren't quick enough so instead ill see her in Maine. TO THE EAST!
And good morning to you too hill. We found out the hard way that the towns along this road lie between the big hills.
To make you understand how serious this hill was there was a runaway truck ramp.
At the top.... more or less.
So at the top of this hill there is a snack and drink shop. We decide to stop and get some engergy bars and drinks to reward ourselves. We go in and leave our bikes laying on the ground. After buying our beverages from our 8 yearold cashire we leave to head down the mountain.
I go to lift my bike of the floor when SNAP my entire rack falls backward. MY FREEKING RACK BROKE AHAGGAAAAAGAGAH
It broke right at the section where it holds it upright to the frame. The metal pice sheared in two pieces. While I am standing there curssing at my stupid rack my mom goes to get a closer look at my rack when POW! My back tire blows out. A lady who was just entering the store turns around and says something real obvious like "boy that was really loud". My sense of humor at this point is non existent.
Woe is me. I HATE HATE HATE bike issues. The tube had a hole split down the side almost 3 inches long. Lesson "DONT USE LIGHTWEIGHT RACE TUBES FOR YOUR REAR TOURING WHEEL"
While I was learning lessons and replacing tubes my mom goes back into the store to find stuff to fix my rack with. She comes out with yellow rope stuff. And 10 minutes later tada fixed.
And we are off.
So this is why they call this road scenic
She eats hills TOO!
This was the second big hill of the day. Only this one had something worthwhile at the top. 100 Mile view as it was called.
At the bottom nd a little ways was our destination, Brattleboro Vermont. My mom was looking for a college friend who had lived there.
This was a cool little bridge near the entrance of the town.
After some asking around we found the street that my mom had as an dress. In the end after looking around the neighborhood we discovered that my mom's friends had moved a month ago to India.
It was getting kind of late so we decided to have dinner and stay in town. We ate at this nice Italian place. I saw a record store across the street so I went to take a look.
I didn't buy this but I thought the cover was appropriate as well as awesome.
I did end up getting these.
All in all a pretty good day I would say.
40 Miles Route 9 Vermont
And good morning to you too hill. We found out the hard way that the towns along this road lie between the big hills.
To make you understand how serious this hill was there was a runaway truck ramp.
At the top.... more or less.
So at the top of this hill there is a snack and drink shop. We decide to stop and get some engergy bars and drinks to reward ourselves. We go in and leave our bikes laying on the ground. After buying our beverages from our 8 yearold cashire we leave to head down the mountain.
I go to lift my bike of the floor when SNAP my entire rack falls backward. MY FREEKING RACK BROKE AHAGGAAAAAGAGAH
It broke right at the section where it holds it upright to the frame. The metal pice sheared in two pieces. While I am standing there curssing at my stupid rack my mom goes to get a closer look at my rack when POW! My back tire blows out. A lady who was just entering the store turns around and says something real obvious like "boy that was really loud". My sense of humor at this point is non existent.
Woe is me. I HATE HATE HATE bike issues. The tube had a hole split down the side almost 3 inches long. Lesson "DONT USE LIGHTWEIGHT RACE TUBES FOR YOUR REAR TOURING WHEEL"
While I was learning lessons and replacing tubes my mom goes back into the store to find stuff to fix my rack with. She comes out with yellow rope stuff. And 10 minutes later tada fixed.
And we are off.
So this is why they call this road scenic
She eats hills TOO!
This was the second big hill of the day. Only this one had something worthwhile at the top. 100 Mile view as it was called.
At the bottom nd a little ways was our destination, Brattleboro Vermont. My mom was looking for a college friend who had lived there.
This was a cool little bridge near the entrance of the town.
After some asking around we found the street that my mom had as an dress. In the end after looking around the neighborhood we discovered that my mom's friends had moved a month ago to India.
It was getting kind of late so we decided to have dinner and stay in town. We ate at this nice Italian place. I saw a record store across the street so I went to take a look.
I didn't buy this but I thought the cover was appropriate as well as awesome.
I did end up getting these.
All in all a pretty good day I would say.
40 Miles Route 9 Vermont
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